thunderstorm

With my feet braced against the pane, I let the thunder rumble my soul. The sky is turned to daylight by outrageous flashes of the same substance that powers my radio. Our song is playing, but I savor this romantic moment alone.

Comments

Sean Santa said…
such a pretty sentence

L,

Sean
TJ said…
was it van? (our song, that is)
Jess said…
yep it sure was van.

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